〈verse 1: j morrison〉
Dey said hand it over like it’s muf#ckin over
Too hot for da world but in hell i’ll be gettin colder
p#ss# runs da world but i’m out gettin bolder
I’m out gettin older, gettin posters for these dumbass posers
So bruh? does it really matter dat i’m sober
Tellin u these thoughts das in my head and keep on comin over
Feelin low huh? i’ve been feelin me these last 4 months
I hate sum of da family, so imagine if i don’t even kno ya
“drop another song” why? i don’t even owe y’all
Won’t give u taste of anythin like a zero soda
Thе-these-thesе hoes won’t stop callin me
Ke-kept-kept sayin i got da best qualities
Well obviously, an i’m a fu-f#ck-f#ckin prodigy
Like honestly, i think there’s a f#ckin god in me
“really?” i don’t kno but there’s gotta be
Like foo, i’m so damn versatile
Could give u any verse right now
Sexy ladies in my gangnam style
Wit my gang right now
We ain’t angels now
We can be famous, blaow, yuh
We can be, we can be famous, blaow
Sky ain’t da limit, i’m way above it now
Visions very vivid, i still see my future in dem clouds
Mom i love you, hopefully, i can make you proud
Y’all hated on my dad but god made da second version now wow
〈verse 2: aaliaz〉
You bout to get ur shoes knocked off
As soon as we step in this b#tch with
f#ck that, we fina tear the whole roof off
And anyone tryna step to this
Even wrestlers finna get stomped out till their boots come off
Violence and them riots, loots pop off
Call me bishop how i got the juice and i’ll
Keep the game on locked
Wanna be the one to be on top?
Fine, but i’ll prolly have you on the balcony just to see you drop (ahhh)
Look at these clowns how they think that they the sh#t
Yeah they sh#t but i dont think we have the same intentions with the word
When i say that they the sh#t just like a turd
I was only 6 months old when i had my first
Couple stitches
Now i get into fights with a troubled b#tches
Lesson i learned, was love will getcha
So i said f#ck that and went my way
Pimp these hoes and get my pay
Joined the game and looked for a place to stay
While i try to make u remember my name, aaliaz
f#ck shooting my shot b#tch
I’m emptying this clip
You better say yes or you’ll feel a scar in ur ribs elias a star, he don’t miss (he don’t miss)
Somebody better find me a man who’s armed cus of this
Lunatic latino, childish like gambino but smart with the wis(dom)
He can break a glock with his fist
Oh you think u the sh#t cus u gotten the streams
But a majority of y’all could never actually body a beat
Someone asked me what the hell has gotten into me
A computer chip with all the great rappers drive inside
They’re all bunched up in the shotgun seat
They’re eating my brain turning me into a zombie see
That explains why my nose bleeds so f#ckin violently
And i just seen
In my mind rakim, nas, epmd
Spitting verses that i will seek to defeat my enemies with, that’s how it’s easy to me
So if i were you i wouldn’t even try to seek
A war with me
It’ll go horribly
So b#tch bye felishe
You can just go head and cry to sleep
And try to think
Why i’m fye to compete
Tired of hearing b#tches lie then sleep
So i started seeing them lie then sleep permanently (ha)
These hoes just mad cus i will never give em the attention
But they snitchin and b#tchin
And i’m just gettin pissed an they better be flinchin
Cus i’m comin into each one of they homes yeah with a wrench (ahhh)
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I write long, i fight strong
I might done some right, wrongs to show my life long
Living pity is shitty slitherin like python
And shoot yo #ss and now yo life gone
Or come fight here cuz swear i’ll come right near and bite yo whole ear and have you feared, like i’m tyson
May not know me but show me you’re known g
As if i’m knowing you own things
Cuz i’m the vato that’s slowly a cold king
And would have you dead or maybe broking
Take it rapidly, sh#t i’m spitting gon break out blasphemy
Hits but forsake lord i’m asking if gasoline
Spilt makes it hell when it burns shows graphically
Signing your soul when it shows your traficcing
Not naming the names but it’s told on the site on things
Fighting me won’t change the fact you lacc the dreams
Of becoming the master of lasting so drastically
Fastening
Something that got us three in the same spot free in a week gon badly be causing trouble
Cuz honestly nobody really had guide us
Gotten sum silly as the opposite midas touch
When we done our best to get a parent figure
In life some sh#t turns out wrong like what’s the price we might just
Thug our spot in order for us to be known as righteous
Or fight us we almighty as fucc the lord sometimes despite us
Jealousy around ain’t right nah
Family two faced don’t like us
Some do, some don’t even acknowledge the fact we still here and we show sum slight love
But what’s the point when they all does
Generic #ss sh#t like a b#tch
But who gives a sh#t, we outcast and we spit that muthafuccin fly stuff
I’m one, that does for sure what i say with my words
But when i’m angry, get crazy don’t plan it, just burst
If given the opportunity to stop with the curse
Might take full advantage and make sh#t worse
But fucc it i spaz out i go full berserk
Preaching the levels the devil ain’t heard
I’m teaching the fellows the clever new swerve
Sneaky and easy that make others hurt
It’s trippy yet risky, but we love to feed ya
The evil ill skills to become the reaper
Show respect, no neglect when we see ya
Won’t infect but instead outta here, uh
Don’t go checc those in debt who gon need ya
Cuz those jhits might conflict in korea
Dose of a low top poem loud and clear, uh
Known well story out the dome – alamia
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